I have no idea what that means, but we were there, at Kieler Woche Skipper, or whatever it was. There was food from nearly every region of the world (Swedish food was oddly missing), so I settled for some Israeli, Turkish, and a Danish dessert. I did however enjoy watching Sebastian eat a nearly one meter long bratwurst from Poland, and Fabien managed to find the French Fry station (those French love their fries???)
Needless to say, there was plenty of food, for even the most exotic of eaters. Oh, and we were of course in Germany, so there was plenty of beer. All in all a great little city festival on the port.
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